Archive for cold

Scars

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , on November 16, 2013 by Myra's Circle

It’s been a while since,
I felt cold metal on my skin,
The iciness of the cuts,
The beautiful emptiness.
It’s been a while since,
I looked at my thighs,
and saw art carved
Into my skin.
It’s been a while since,
there was silence so deep
It made my ears hurt.
It’s been a while since,
I last felt the pain,
And,
I’m beginning to miss it.

Snow

Posted in Nature Poems, Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , on November 13, 2013 by Myra's Circle

As the snow melts,
So do I,
Into the cold,
White,
Slush,
That I used to be,
before the cold beauty of winter,
Buried me in it’s icy depths,
And burdened me with it’s sorrow.

The World’s a Dark and Cold Place

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems, Songs with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on June 25, 2013 by Myra's Circle

The dreams no longer die in time,
It doesn’t even matter why,
The memories I had replaced,
With new, less important ones,
Died on the next day.

And I didn’t know, why it wasn’t so,
Why nothing turned out right,
I don’t understand anything anymore,
The world has changed too much.

Now I see the truth of the path that’s been laid out for us,
But I don’t understand what it’s been through,
The people come and go,
No one cares, anymore,
The world’s a dark and cold place now.

Who could’ve predicted,
This would happen to us?
And who could see,
The future so dark?

Now I see the truth of the path that’s been laid out for us,
But I don’t understand what it’s been though,
The people come and go,
No one cares anymore,
The world’s a dark and cold place now.

The Darkness Here

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on June 5, 2013 by Myra's Circle

There’s darkness here,
It shines so bright,
So very near,
To Heaven’s light.

Darkness flows,
Into my soul,
The seeds it sows,
Are very cold.

I cannot breathe,
The darkness suffocates,
My soul just seethes,
For me it’s too late.

The darkness returns,
In a dark sort of way,
It starts to burn,
My smiles away.

Heartbreak

Posted in Poems, Posts, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on April 8, 2013 by Myra's Circle

Crushed by such weightlessness,
My heart yearns,
For all the pain,
That it has learnt.

Destroyed by happiness,
My heart won’t seek,
It doesn’t want,
It doesn’t need.

Left in ruins,
Colder than time,
Older than man,
As harsh as a whine.

Hardened by tears,
Dripping to the soul,
Made into a curse,
Of that heart so cold.

Made from old dreams,
In a graveyard of rust,
One cannot undo,
This most sacred of trust.

But do not dare bother,
And do not dare wake,
And do not dare cover,
That piercing wail of heartbreak.

What was Inside?

Posted in Nature Poems, Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , on February 18, 2013 by Myra's Circle

What is in that dying soul,

That was left out in the cold?

In the counterpart of spring,

Oh, that awful, windy thing!

What is in that heart of mine,

 The one frozen over, for years at a time?

What feelings were trapped inside,

Inside that terrible heart of mine?

What was in that poison of yours,

The one that burned right to my core?

The one which no antidote will heal,

Left my wound to slowly congeal?

What was in the sadness so strong,

The one that made me doubt you were wrong?

The one that destroyed me, once and for all,

The reason why we all need to fall?

Winter

Posted in Nature Poems, Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 5, 2013 by Myra's Circle

The freezing wind, it sweeps the land,

Leaving it cold and bare,

With nothing left but cold white sand,

And no more warmth to care.

Ice drips from the leaf-less trees,

And there’s a cold beauty here,

But all the ice-cold winter sees,

Is the empty land so dear.

No creatures frolic in the cold,

None dare to play now,

But only the most care-free and bold,

Dare to climb into the bough.

Snow, it’s called, blankets the earth,

Sucking out all warmth,

No trace left of the centre’s hearth,

No heat is now called forth.

This winter, it fills the land’s soul,

It covers all and everything,

Nothing I can condole,

What will this dying winter bring?